Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start One, two, one, two, three, four And they may not want it to end But it will it's just a question

To the ground where you left my heart to bleed Your goin' down down down boy Five, four, three, two, one Bang! Bang! Bang! Boy! Your goin' down, down, down, boy Bang! she shot you. Karma tastes so sweet Karma tastes so bang bang bang boy Bang! she shot

Captain Nemo said, "okay" (five, four, three, two, one) Then I raised my hand and waved Captain Nemo went away (Love me when I'm gone) Under the surface so crystal clear Everyone was really tense Waiting down there He had his own world just like I had

They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies You little spies Crush, crush (Two, three, four!) Rock and roll, hey Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?

Oh, well, I love you, girl Okay, okay, ready? Okay, dynamics with tension Fun and laughter for all, honky rock A one, two, a one, two, three, four If you knew, Peggy Sue Then you'd know why I feel blue About Peggy, my Peggy Sue Yes, I love you, Peggy Sue

Start again in the month of May Come on and blow the wires away And around and around and around and around Gonna make a record in the month of May But the kids are still standing with their arms folded tight One, two, three, four In the month of May, in

You fade in-out You gotta be bad enough to beat the brave Without a doubt I don't see no shine Today is just a daydream She fade in-out We fade in-out (Said, let's go) (One, two, three, four)

Ball of confusion That's what the world is today, hey Uh, yeah, that's what the world is today, hey Let me hear you, let me hear you say Let me hear you, let me hear you One, two, three, four People moving out, people moving in, why? Because the color of

When it comes to cutting ties, girl, I'm like a pro, whoa, whoa I tell you what you wanna know, oh, whoa You're prolly better on your own, oh, no Runnin' through my weed, yeah One, two, been thinking long and hard this morning Three, four, it's hard to

(She looks like fun) She looks like fun (She looks like) One, two, three, four She looks like Smile like you've got a straw in something tropical I've got the party plugged right into my skull Wayne Manor, what a memorable N.Y.E Good morning